Grief, I think, is an amalgam of regret, longing and gratitude.
Love is the thing that makes it bond.
Grama passed away last night.
Thank you, friends, for your kindness during all this.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
all over the map (but mostly chicago.il.us)
About Me
Twitter'ng
special guest star
stuff I seem to write about more frequently than most
Blog Archive
-
▼
2009
(482)
-
▼
July
(31)
- angelo's (come watch)
- last exit.
- old growth
- so many hands
- traveler
- it's gonna happen to all of us sooner or later
- Grief, I think, is an amalgam of regret, longing a...
- end roll.
- magnificent desolation
- moonwalk
- do not go gentle
- the legend motel (movie)
- the hospice bill of last rights
- burn and rave
- monumental
- Thursday.
- Wednesday.
- Tuesday.
- Monday.
- mitzvah
- provisioning.
- good friend.
- tuck & roll
- you are the everything
- democracy: a challenge
- old faithful
- hard headed woman
- this growing old ain't for cowards
- I wasn't expecting this.
- live long & prosper
- twilight, ann arbor
-
▼
July
(31)
flickr'ng
www.flickr.com
|
blogroll
- (...)
- a blop of frosting
- all of this and nothing
- anali's first amendment
- anne bryant creative
- aric mayer photographs
- aric mayer studios
- b1-66er
- chi pom pom pom
- cursive buildings
- day to day
- don norman's jnd.org
- dr. vino
- gaper's block
- good evening
- i, rodius
- kuro aay??
- lee bey aka chicagoeye
- little brown girl 2.0
- living in estonia
- living with scissors
- locussolus
- mixed bag
- mommy's in a time out
- pablo neruda's world
- queso monkey
- shädy äcres
- sleeping in sanctuary
- something del.icio.us
- the big thoughts
- the world's best mechanical engineer
- utata
- watermyth
- what yamazaki reads
- where the podcasts of robertbrook & bobcatrock sometimes live
travelin'
this would be the business end
This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.5 License.
9 comments:
my deepest condolences to you and your family, dayna. i kno nothing i can say will make it any easier but it is clear - especially in these last few posts- how dearly you and your grama loved each other. such a gift to each other...
keeping you in my thoughts and sending love and blessings your way.
godspeed, grama. you were loved.
thank you, melissa. I just wrote this in an email to a friend and I'll share it here too:
My heart is shattered but I'm strangely at peace. Grama would have been 90 on the 30th of this month. She had a magnificent life. She loved and was loved. She was my oldest friend, my fiercest defender and my truest love. Life took a bad turn for her with the Alzheimer's -- there wasn't a lot left for her to look forward to.
Her death has left me soaked with sadness but also itching to be alive and get things done. So strange. But I'm so grateful for it.
Oh, no. I knew this from the Flickr picture. Somehow. You conveyed it.
My grandmother died just after my daughter was born. It was unexpected. She was so vital. The last thing she knitted was a blanket for Serena.
I know what you lost, and I am crying for it now, too.
*hugs hugs hugs*
Sending you hugs and prayers, my friend.
Ms. Hoo, I am so, so sorry for your loss here on earth.
Your blog has drawn me in every day these last few weeks, with your heartfelt postings and wonderful tributes... your Grama is proud of you, I am sure.
I wish peace for you and your family in the coming days.
thanks so much, friends.
I never imagined when I started blogging that I would spend so much time slogging through posts about death and dying.
hopefully we'll get a little reprieve here before too long.
thanks for keeping me company through all this.
take care.
I'm terribly sorry for your loss, Dayna. I remember all the lovely things you wrote about her. She seemed like a very special woman.
I've been out of the blog loop and haven't taken the time to say, I'm sorry, and I'm thinking about you, and I hope you get the answers you need.
Post a Comment